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John Stupp
John Stupp is the author of the 2015 full-length collection Advice from the Bed of a Friend (Main Street Rag). He has lived and worked in various states as a jazz musician, university instructor, taxi driver, radio news writer, waiter, auto factory laborer and paralegal.

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John Stupp

True Crime

 

 

Bluefish

are feeding

close to shore

spitting sand

along the beach

like a tommy gun

like Murder Incorporated

leaving a message

on good stationary—

chewing through bait fish

and bootleggers

like a sonnet

in old school

cursive


John Stupp

32 Degrees

 

 

Lines

stretch

like tire tracks

tonight

at the end

of a pier

with shrimp

and chum

for bait

it’s windy

hands frozen

the sea moves

up and down

on the horizon

like whiskey

in a still—

like a moonshiner

chasing

king mackerel

his foot to the floor

on these dirt roads


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January

 

 

The ocean

stopped

at a bait shop

to get warm

snow was blowing

like sea foam

the guy who worked there

said they were catching

big poems

yesterday

with a lot of depth

he had a handful of rigs

wrapped in a t-shirt

and a fire going—

a red drum

was waiting in a truck

outside

running the engine

until the sun

came up


John Stupp

Change of possession

 

 

Bette

is cooking

the mackerel

we caught

in olive oil

and lemon

after the sea

fumbled

and we recovered


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I saw a Flounder

 

 

I saw

a flounder

in a ’39 Ford

on my way home

by the creek

smoking

a cigarette

and listening

to Spade Cooley

his eyes

were like

bullet holes

in an old suit—

he saw the cooler

when I pulled up

it was starting to rain

shit you don’t want

to mess with me

 

[....]


John Stupp

he said—

my brother

killed a man

but I’m ok

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Copyright © John Stupp. White Whale Review, issue 8.1


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